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The black Eagle.*
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:ath and woe were all the theme . Like that poor bird I make my
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Twts mighty- love that tam'd his breaft,
'Tis tender grief that breaks his reft.
He droops his wings, he hangs his head,
Since fhe he fondly lov'd was dead.
With Delia's breath my joy expir'd,
Twas Delia's (miles my fancy fir'd;
Like that poor Bird, I. pine, and prove
Ndught can fupply the place of love.
Dark as his feathers was the fate
That robb'd him of his darling Mate .
Dimm'd is the luftre of his eye,
That wont to gaze the fun-bright fkv
To him is now for ever loft
The heartfelt blifs he once could boa ft ,
Thy forrows, haplefs bird, difplay
An image of my foul's difmay .

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